A Sonnet to Aaron on His Fifth Birthday

It seemed the sun in his ecstatic round

On this special twenty-first of May,

Leaping the heavens like a fiery hound

Paused to give his blessings for the day.

In a bright morn of wonder touched with joy

Awaking from the depths of dream I heard

The lilting childlike laughter of a boy

And in my heart a faint remembrance stirred

Of burning youth so eager to explore

The marvels and the mysteries of earth,

Running through the future's open door

In the unending miracle of birth.

Aaron first among the godlike race

Accept my salutation and embrace.